Chapter Seventy-Three

Mo Wentian's gaze with mixed feelings froze on Tu Qitang for a few seconds, and then he retracted his gaze and returned to normal, as if the person just now was not him.

Liu Ye noticed Mo Wentian's strange appearance, and Tu Qitang also noticed it, it was an indescribable feeling, as if they had known each other many years ago. However, Tu Qitang had no impression of him, and he couldn't remember when or where he had seen him. Of course, the name of "poisonous scorpion" is not unfamiliar to him, and people in the rivers and lakes are all terrified when they mention "poisonous scorpion", and even the Xiling Sect, which is widely used in the sect, is unwilling to have anything to do with him.

Liu Ye glanced at the expressionless Tu Qitang, he had questions but didn't know where to ask, Tu Qitang has always been moody, no one knows what he is thinking in his heart, unless he takes the initiative to tell you. I remember that the division said that the "poisonous scorpion" may be a Huns, because he often appeared in the Huns, and Wei Lu was his contact, and he cooperated to do some things that poisoned people and did not pay for their lives.

There is no accident in the world, and the sudden appearance of the "poisonous scorpion" has to be guarded against, not to mention whether he is a Hun or not, just look at his terrifying skills, and he cannot be regarded as a good person.

Mo Wentian didn't care what others were thinking, and continued to reminisce with Qing Ling: "Hey, isn't your grandfather's crooked gourd still dead?" ”

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, and finally determined the fact that he was a "poisonous scorpion", the medicine gourd was an informal person, and so were the friends who came and went, they never took life and death seriously, they had been presumptuous for so many years, and they had already lived enough, and now they just lived a day to earn a day, and they could die at any time.

"You're not dead, how can he be willing to die!" Qing Ling glanced at him, and the "poisonous scorpion" came to the door, which meant that the peaceful days of the medicine gourd were over, but she, the granddaughter, had no choice at all, just because this day would come sooner or later.

"Oh, that's a good thing to say, I like it!" Mo Wentian laughed heartily, touched Qingling's head, and said in a somewhat loving tone, "Good boy, there is a future, one day I and your grandfather will both return to the West, and you will inherit our mantle!" I don't have a disciple in my life, so it's a pity that so many treasures are brought into the coffin, and they are all for you. ”

Qing Ling slapped his hand away and snorted coldly: "It's better to bring those treasures of yours into the coffin, so as not to harm the world." ”

"Oh, this little girl is really amazing, she is better than blue, better than her grandfather." Mo Wentian pretended to be surprised, pointed at Qingling and said to Shizhong and Chang Hui, "You see, her arrogance is better than that of the crooked gourd, well, I know, the crooked gourd is a duplicitous guy, it seems that you are too, it is not uncommon to say that it is not uncommon in your mouth, and you are very happy in your heart." Come on, come on, don't be like a child, I know you care about my babies! ”

Shi Zhong and Chang Hui were speechless, the "poisonous scorpion" they couldn't find at the beginning suddenly appeared automatically, if this person was an opponent, were they sure that they would retreat?

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Don't you think this girl is better than her grandfather? Mo Wentian's expression was quite serious, as if he really wanted to get a positive answer.

Qing Ling turned his head impatiently, and when he saw the entourage lying on the ground, his heart suddenly brightened, and he grabbed Mo Wentian by the collar and dragged him over: "Go, follow me!" ”

Qing Ling was so polite, everyone thought that the "poisonous scorpion" would go crazy, but they didn't expect him to be very generous, so he really left with her, just muttered a few words: "This little girl is a stinky temper that is used to crooked gourds, and she can't hold her anger without saying a word." It's not big, it's not small, it's not rules, hey, I said what are you going to do, say no, where are you going to drag me......"

Qing Ling let go of him, raised his chin, and motioned for him to look at the patients: "Since you are here, cure them!" They drank the river water and were poisoned, and you drank it just now, so you should know how to detoxify. ”

Mo Wentian was not in a hurry to detoxify them, stroked his beard and smiled: "What, aren't you curious about why I will come?" If I were the one who poisoned them, I wished they were dead, so why bother saving them! ”

Qing Ling learned from his appearance and smiled strangely: "No matter what your purpose is, you have to heal them first." Even for the sake of our relationship, you have drunk the wine I brewed, don't you have any friendship at all? ”

"Okay, good ......" Mo Wentian was defeated, raised his hands and surrendered, "You girl has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, she deserves to be the granddaughter of the crooked gourd, yes, this friendship is still there, and I can't settle the account with the crooked gourd anyway......"

Mo Wentian muttered a few words, walked over and crackled on the entourage, and then handed Qing Ling a packet of brown powder, saying, "Just rub a little bit into their mouths, save some use, don't use them all for me." ”

"Hmph, that's stingy." Qing Ling took the medicine powder packet and began to wipe it into the mouths of the entourage, some of the entourage was more sober, and when they heard their conversation, they hesitated and did not dare to eat, Qing Ling threatened them, "Die immediately if you eat it, and if you don't eat the liver and intestines, you will not suffer a loss." and open your mouth. ”

This trick works quite well, the entourage has to obey, if both horizontal and vertical are a death, rather than being tortured, it is better to have a pain.

The package of medicinal powder, Qingling didn't leave the "poisonous scorpion" at all, and walked towards Tu Qitang with the powder-stained oil paper: "Don't blame me for not thinking about you, come, lick it!" ”

Tu Qitang shook his head amusedly: "Qingling girl, you have to bother, I don't need it, you can keep it and lick it yourself, don't you also drink the river water!" ”

Qingling's face changed slightly, why did she forget about this, she also drank the poisonous river water, did she really want to lick this piece of oily paper? Qing Ling glared at the "poisonous scorpion" angrily, gritted his teeth and said: "Fill less garlic and give another pack!" ”

Mo Wentian spread his hands and pouted helplessly: "I told you to save some use, just this pack, believe it or not." ”

"What did you say?" Qing Ling jumped to his feet angrily, "Who told you not to say it earlier, if I didn't run out of antidote, I wouldn't bother to beg you!" It's not your fault that I fell into the river, you have the obligation to detoxify me, otherwise, otherwise, you look good! ”

"Okay, don't be angry, otherwise I won't look good, you will look good, take the antidote, if the toxin spreads, you will wait to suffer!" Mo Wentian kindly reminded.

Qing Ling relied on the fact that she was the granddaughter of the medicine gourd, and refused to lose face in front of the "poisonous scorpion", and said angrily: "What do I have to be afraid of, I am not an ordinary person, I have also tried all kinds of poisons." ”

As he spoke, Qing Ling pointed at Tu Qitang: "He's fine now, I don't believe I can't even compare to him." ”

Mo Wentian's face sank, and he said coldly: "You really can't compare with him, for the sake of me drinking a glass of wine from you, I advise you not to joke with your life." ”

Qingling pursed her lips and felt that her abdomen began to cramp, maybe the words of the "poisonous scorpion" made sense, although face is important, it can't compare to life after all, she doesn't want to be like them, she is tortured, and only half a life is left after detoxification.

Qingling couldn't stand too high to get off the stage, Liu Ye hurriedly handed her a ladder: "The seniors still remember the wine you brewed, and for the sake of your face, you saved everyone, you can't live up to the wishes of the seniors!" ”

Liu Ye secretly pushed her, Qingling nodded, and walked silently into the forest with the piece of oiled paper, even if he wanted to lick the powder off the oiled paper, he didn't want others to see it.

The retinue, who had been in agony, gradually stopped moaning, and they closed their eyes weakly and fell asleep in a coma. The division took the pulse for them, and the pulse tended to ease, so there should be no big problem. Shi Zhong nodded at Liu Ye, signaling that she could rest assured.

Mo Wentian turned his back to them, looking at the slowly flowing river, and he didn't know what he was thinking. But no matter what reason he came, it is indeed a fact that he saved everyone, and he should always say thank you.

Liu Ye stepped forward generously and bowed: "Thank you Senior Mo for saving your life, and I am grateful for relieving my worries." ”

Mo Wentian turned to look at her and hummed a few words from his nose: "I didn't save you, you came to thank me for what I did, Han girl!" ”

Dare to love him, this is racism! Liu Ye smiled without anger: "Whether it is a Han or a person from the Western Regions, it is all life, isn't it, the predecessors saved them, it is equivalent to saving and relieving their worries, and they should thank them for understanding their worries." ”

Mo Wentian still looked disdainful: "It's nice to say, when did you masters care about the life and death of slaves and maids." The princess of the Han Dynasty, you don't need to come with me, who doesn't know that you Han people are full of benevolence and morality, and you are doing things that hurt heaven and reason behind your back. I'll come to the rescue today, and it has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to be coy. ”

"Since the predecessors have prejudices against the Han, it is useless to talk about the worries, and the Han may have something wrong, but it is not useless. The senior's Han dress is just right, and the senior's Chinese is also good, if you don't see the senior's appearance clearly, you really think it's a Han! ”

Xie Wei said this neither humbly nor arrogantly, but Mo Wentian seemed to be humiliated, and said angrily: "What clothes I wear and what I say is my freedom, can you control it?" The Han sent the crooked gourd to this eyeliner, isn't he also dressed up as a native of the Western Regions to speak the Western Regions all day long! The world is so big, is it all ruled by you Han people? The princess of the Han Dynasty, go back and forth, you Han people have such a big appetite, it is impossible to swallow the entire Western Regions! ”

It can be seen that Mo Wentian's hatred of the big man is not a day or two, and it makes no sense to continue talking about it, his martial arts are the highest among all people, and if he doesn't agree with him, Liu Ye can't bargain for anything here.

"Senior, there is no offense in relieving worries, if there is any offense, please forgive me!" Liu Ye showed weakness to him, the hero does not suffer immediate losses, and it is really unnecessary to compete with him.

Mo Wentian didn't plan to stop there, pointed at Liu Ye's nose and scolded angrily: "You Han people had better get acquainted with me, it's nothing to lay down a Dawan, as long as the Xiongnu are not defeated, it will not be the turn of the Han people to call the shots in the Western Regions!" ”

Liu Ye wanted to tell him that the Xiongnu eventually returned to the Western Han Dynasty, but at this juncture, she still said little. Now it seems that the "poisonous scorpion" is nine times out of ten Huns, Huo Quai, Wei Qing two generals severely defeated the Huns tens of thousands of cavalry, so far the Huns have not caught their breath, the Huns and the Han people hate each other, it is a fact that is difficult to change.

Mo Wentian was aggressive, Shi Zhong and Weng Guimi couldn't see it, and before they could speak, Tu Qitang had already hugged Liu Ye in his arms and looked at Mo Wentian indifferently: "If you have the ability to kill the emperor of the Han Dynasty, I respect you as a good man, if not, please excuse me." Seniors, embarrassing a woman is not a skill. ”

Mo Wentian looked at Tu Qitang in a daze, became angry in his heart, and roared: "How can this be reasonable, you are from the Western Regions, why do you want to favor Han women?" ”

"She is my woman, whoever dares to offend her, I will not finish with him." Tu Qitang's words were so loud that Mo Wentian opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.